Akuma no jizoku-sei

[Jazzi]

The Temple of the Oracles - 13.03.823 A.S

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The silence that had presided over the chamber for twelve days, like a ghostly sentinel, suddenly gave way to high pitched hiss. The seal of the chamber's doors unlocked to the sound of bulky metal clamps unfastening. Purple liquid spilled out in a torrent, flooding the rooms stone floor yet the level of the liquid dropped as it ran into drains placed in crevasses of the stonework. Hana lay naked in the chamber, the sunlight beaming down from above glistening off her skin.

Her eyes shot open as she gasped for oxygen, rolling out of the chamber onto the floor as her diaphragm spasmed coming to life once more. For what felt like an age, she clung onto the edge of life but slowly and surely her breathing slowed and her vision returned to her. Dragging herself to where her now drenched clothes lay, she pulled them on ignoring their state. She pulled herself into a corner, looking at her hands as they shook in her lap. A blue glow emanated from her satchel. Reaching in, she went to pick up the orb yet no contact a splitting headache struck her. Clutching her temples as her senses overloaded, she screamed. Fire... my brain... is on fire! Kuso... wait, these voices. So many voices. So much noise, get out get out ge- Her eyes went wide as realisation struck her, and a soft smile crept across her face. Kon'nichiwa. She sat there for close to an hour, looking out of the window in the ceiling towards the sun as her mind burnt it's way to her new destiny. Her smile grew blissful when she closes her eyes, concentrating on the nuances of her new mind. Her new soul. 'Oneness'...

She need not look to the door as she felt someone approaching. The double doors parted as two robed figures walked into the room, Tolomon-sama and another. "You survived then. Good." His accomplice passed him a bag, which he removed a stick of bread from. "Kusarian bread, from Honshu. Your old home I believe." He offered her the bread. Taking it in two hands, she took a large bite and paused to let it settle. Only several seconds passed before she gagged as her stomach returned the goods and she wretched into a drain at her feet. "It is done then." His lips slowed curved into a smile, his eyes narrowing slightly in concentration.

*** "Ours" -greets- ~new born~ 'Seraphim' / -to- "yours" -new- ~life~***